controller

one month?

isnt long enough to makes my tears fell down.

isnt long enough to find the other me.

you said i am heartless? no, honey, im not heartless, im controlled.

fully controlled.

parting was never easy to anybody, so does meeting. we’re forced to met each other, forced too know everything. i said i used to this, but you’re not. i used to the part of we’re saying hello with smile, goodbye with tears. one month isnt worth for my tears. one month is worth for the saddest part of myself.

i said, i used to this.

because i am the controller.

KKM Kelompok 9 – Sungai Dungun /2020/

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